i cant sleep
i keep thinking about our short time together.

about how you ran your hands through my hair, and held me while i told you my secrets.

about how comfortable i became with you so quickly.

about the feeling of your lips on my skin.

about the soft words whispered in the dead of night.

about how ******* attached to you i am.

about how, in such a short amount of time, you have grown to be so important to me.

about how much i miss you
how much i want you
how much i yearn to be loved by you.

and lastly.
about how, you don’t feel the same